Sammy had been married to a white man. Being black herself, she had thought that it would all work out fine, that they would have very pretty mixed race children and that their differences would make their life interesting. Unfortunately their cultural differences made life too interesting and they began to have trouble from their families putting different expectations on them. At first they coped and it brought them closer together but later the pressure to choose between each other and their family was too much and they knew they would have to split up. They were both reluctant and upset and had they had those children she had dreamt about, they would have tried to make it work but they didn't and it was just too tiring and draining for them both.

It had been an emotional time and Sammy did not feel ready for a new relationship for a long time. Her girlfriends too her out to clubs and bars and even tried to get her to go out with other guys but she just was not ready. She did not want to go through all of that stress for a while and felt happier to try to cope with things on her own and put what had happened behind her for a while.

Eventually she started to have dreams, like she had done when she was with him. She would often wake up and vividly remember dreaming that she was with a man and sometimes she almost felt like she had come in her sleep. It was normally his face that she saw in those dreams, but when they split she stopped having them and now they had come back they were not the same.

This morning she had woken up remembering a dream, but it was a much clearer dream than normal and a bit different. The main difference was that she was with a black man and normally it was a white man in her dream. She could remember his face too, it was not a face of someone she knew but a very kind face and good looking too. He had lovely brown eyes and laughter lines and short black hair. She could see his face all of the time in the dream, looking at her tenderly in a loving way. She could feel him on top of her too, just lying there. They were both naked and she could feel his lovely muscular body pressing down on her smaller one. He was holding her, his strong arms wrapped around her delicate body and he felt like he was protecting her from everything.

They were looking at each other for a long time and then she started to fell good inside. She was getting feelings in all parts of her body now, nice feelings, tingles and warmth. His body was rubbing on hers and her legs were wrapped around him. She just liked the feeling of being held, being close to someone, feeling loved at last. It was a special feeling which she had not really got with anyone, not to be completely relaxed in their presence, feeling completely loved, accepted and happy.

This feeling of elation was making her tingle all over and the feeling of being held close was fantastic. She could now feel him inside her and although they were not moving it was enough to make her shudder with excitement and when she woke up she was still shuddering.

Sammy could hardly believe that she had an orgasm in her sleep but she certainly enjoyed it. It made her realise that she was now ready to look for love again, to see if she could find a man to look after her, the right man this time, one that could be fully committed to her and her family and their viewpoints. She decided that this time she needed to find a black man, from a similar background to her. She hoped that her friends might be able to help her out, they had tried to pair her off with men before and she was not interested but now she was.

She knew that they were keen for her to start having more fun when they went out and she certainly felt ready for that but she knew that she would not be happy to pick just any old man but she wanted the man in her dreams, the one she knew would be her perfect match and she would keep looking until she found him.